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Coming Home

@awolfstory rather liked this story when I gave it to them to critique, so I figured I’d post it. I’m going to try and get back into writing this kind of escapist fiction, as it does rather seem to help keep my happy while I’m writing it. This story is really dedicated to him, but he doesn’t need to know that, now does he.———————————————————————- I checked my watch, although the bell for fifth period had just rung so I knew exactly what time it was. “OK class,” I announced standing up to begin the period, “as I’m sure you all remember, you had a page of notes on act III of Macbeth due today. I’m gonna take attendance, walk around and check that, and then we’re going to watch the movie version of act III and the start of IV. General reminder, please don’t be distracting to those around you while the movie is playing, especially me, as I’ve got quite a lot of work to get finished. I still have 40 essays to grade, so thank you for that.”

I very quickly scanned the room to make sure everyone was here, and then walked around to check the notes. Everyone had done them, for once. I went over to the DVD player that was older than I am, and pressed the power button. It would need a second to work properly, so I walked over to the windows and close the blinds. As I close the blinds on the window in the very back of the room, I notice a car is parked out in the drop off lane. I take no note of it, thinking it’s probably just a delivery for a late lunch. I’ve had many of those, and many more late dinners than I care to admit, delivered to the school. But not tonight. I was determined to get everything done before the dismissal bell rang, so that I could bolt home and finish cleaning before making dinner and waiting for him to come home.

Three years. I think back on the person I was three years ago, and I’m a little shocked he didn’t leave me before signing up for another enlistment. I wasn’t a horrible person, but I was a bit of a wreck. I hadn’t started teaching yet, I was fresh out of college with a little too much debt to be comfortable with. But he stayed, even if he technically did leave. And I miss him every day with every fiber of my soul.

The phone rings, which is a bit bizarre. The phone never rings. That means something must be going on. I make an audible groaning sound as I put down my pen and pick up the receiver. “Dr. Sutton’s room. The doctor is currently out, but I can schedule an appointment to meet with them if you’d like.”

“Oliver, shut up.” replies Nessa, the chemistry teacher from down the halls and literally one of the only people who has saved me from dying of sadness while he’s been gone. “I need to run down to the front office and pick up a delivery from the front office, can you come watch my class for a moment while I do that.”

“Ness, I can just go get it for you.” I say, slightly confused.

“I’ve got to sign for it. Now get your butt over here so that the delivery guy isn’t standing down there all day.” they say. I respond that I’ll be over in a moment in the most exasperated voice I can muster.

“Class, I need to go to Dr. Drake’s room for a moment while they grab something from the office. Stay here, watch the movie, if anyone needs me, call their room. The number is on the sticky note next to the phone.” I say, grabbing my jacket since their room is always frigid.

I head down the hall, hauling 30 some essays under my arm. I enter their room, and they head out. I sit there and continue grading. I check my watch. 20 mins until the period is out. I can get these done in a little over an hour.

10 mins later, the phone rings. What the fuck did they do.

I pick up the phone. “Shhhhh…” I hear someone in the background. The movie is not playing. “Dr. Sutton, can you come down here. There’s been… a problem with the DVD player.” I hear, before people giggle in the background. I swear, these kids.

“Don’t cheat.” I say to the class as I exit the room. I head down the hall. The light in my room flashes off. God damnit.

“What happened!” I say, more out of anxiety than anger. The lights flick on.

And there he is. Sitting right in the front row. Smiling at me. I hear something in the background, but I can’t make it out exactly. It doesn’t matter. The 13 discordant horns of the Apocalypse could be sounding around me, but he’s there, so it doesn’t matter.

I may have started to cry a little bit.

“Hi…” he tries to say before I interrupt him with the most desperate hug I’ve ever managed. He hugs me back, and I definitely start crying. Not an embarrassing amount, but it’s definitely there.

“I love you so much.” I say, before squeezing and letting go. “I have waited so long for that.”

“So have I.” he says. I stare into his bright blue eyes and wonder how if anyone had ever had blue eyes before he did, because nothing compared to that blue. It pierced into my very soul, and carried me like I was floating on the ocean.

“Uhmm… do y’all need a minute?” I hear Nessa pipe up from the back corner.

I stand up straight and remember that all of that happened in front of a roomful of students (and Ness, but they’ve seen me do stupider shit). “Uhh… sorry about that y’all. I’d like to introduce you to my boyfriend. He’s been overseas with the army for three years now. But now he’s home, and I just… god I couldn’t stand to have another day with you gone.” I say, turning towards him. His dark curly hair has fallen more perfect then Donatello could’ve imagined. I hate it so much. I hate how he can just shower, and have it fall so perfectly, have it be so soft. The shit I have to do to get my hair to do that.

“I couldn’t have said it any better myself.” He says, before he begins to dig around in his pocket. “Will you do me the honour of making sure that never happens.” He gets on one knee and produces a small box. Inside it is a ring made of a soft gold. I start crying again.

“Whoa!” exclaims Ness. “Why didn’t you tell me! Is that why you needed their ring size!?”

“I mean… why else would I need it?” He says, still on the ground. There are no words coming out of my mouth. Just tears and gasps of air as I try and make sure this isn’t a dream.

I fall to my knees, wincing when I land on my bad knee. Who am I kidding, they both suck. My worse knee.

I kiss him. I really shouldn’t, being at work and all, but I don’t care at this point. I kiss him deeper. I only stop when I physically can’t breathe anymore.

“Is that a yes?” He says. He’s a fucking idiot.

“Oh my lord, yes you idiot!” I say. He stands up and offers me a hand. At least he’s polite. I take it and pull myself up.

Ness comes over and gives me a big hug. “There, now we won’t need anymore ice cream nights for a while, right?”

I may have spent a lot of money on almond milk ice cream in the last three years.

“No, no we won’t.” I say, putting on the biggest shit eating grin imaginable. I hear a bunch of people start clapping behind me before I hear the bell go off.

“Shit, is that the sixth period bell?” I say.

“Maybe…” replies Nessa.

“Go, get going to your next class. No homework, obviously. If anyone gives you trouble, let them know to call me. Have a good weekend.” I say, shooing out my fifth period kids.

I turn to my fiancé. Gonna have to get used to that. I turn to my amazing, beautiful, charming, stupid fiancé. “You made my kids late.” I say, with a stupid grin. I kiss his cheek.